scribbles tagged ‘Detroit’

The Henry Ford Museum entrance was just as confusing as the car parking. My first shot at parking my car took me right through the complex and spat me out onto some interstate. I had to find a place to get out and reset my Satnav (USA = GPS).
Walking into the entrance hall, I found a docent and asked if I needed to stand in line because I already had a ticket purchased online. I didn’t.
Throughout the Ford complex there were many lines and I got to flaunted straight passed all of them because I’d picked up tickets online.
Looks like a lot of local Americans are not using online purchasing…

Aha, I've been busy
Buying presents, flights, travelling, packing and unpacking. No time for romance or blogging.
Recently the crush was crushed. I rather fancy another crush. Meanwhile, gorgeous friends, like the...